God Emperor Chapter 1868 - : Unbeatable

Chapter 1868: Unbeatable

Blast waves already hit Zhang Ruochen while the Blood Wasp Ashuran King was still a few hundred feet away.
Each blast wave carried as much energy as a Nine-Step Saint King’s full-power attack.
Zhang Ruochen’s expression changed. He performed a Divine Purification Flame to block out the blast waves. “Purple-Gold Bagua Mirror!” he shouted.
Awesome, the Little Taoist injected his Saint Qi into the bagua mirror, which rapidly spun as it hovered above him and Zhang Ruochen, bursting with Supreme Power.
All orifices on Zhang Ruochen’s body opened as Saint Qi gushed out and went into the Purple-Gold Bagua Mirror.
Purple patterns appeared on the mirror and an energy stormed formed.
Layer after layer of bagua seal flew out of the mirror to attack the Blood Wasp Ashuran King.
The Purple-Gold Bagua Mirror became more powerful after the addition of the tortoiseshell fragments.
It shocked the Blood Wasp Ashuran King to see that Zhang Ruochen and Awesome, the Little Taoist, held a supreme artifact each. He immediately gathered all his strength. Battle aura exuded from the black wings on his back formed into a stalwart demonic shadow.
It was the shadow of a Supreme Saint.
Apparently, the Blood Wasp Ashuran King had devoured the Saint Soul of a Supreme Saint, turning it into a Battle Soul that he could use.
Was this still a technique of Supreme Saints?
Boom!
The broadsword and the bagua mirror collided with an earth-shattering explosion.
The ensuing shock wave hit those cultivators standing a thousand feet away, throwing them off their feet to the ground.
The Purple-Gold Bagua Mirror blocked the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s broadsword. Zhang Ruochen and the Blood Wasp Ashuran King stared at each other at close range, the looks in their eyes as sharp as a needle and as cold as a sword.
The next moment, a massive divine power burst out of the blade, forcing Zhang Ruochen and Awesome, the Little Taoist, sliding out backward before they could stop the momentum ten thousand feet away.
The motion plowed a gully in the ground under Zhang Ruochen’s feet.
“This is crazy. Our supreme artifacts couldn’t even withstand his attack!” said Awesome, the Little Taoist.
“We can’t help it. The Purple-Gold Bagua Mirror has no implement spirit, and it is fragmentary, which means it can’t produce the full power of a supreme artifact,” said Zhang Ruochen.
“Don’t forget that the sword in his hand is no ordinary weapon. It must be a remnant of an ancient weapon with divine power.”
“Why don’t you become the implement spirit, and I will use the Purple-Gold Bagua Mirror to fight him?”
Awesome, the Little Taoist kept shaking his head. “It is vitality-consuming to become an implement spirit of the bagua mirror with my current level of cultivation. Not to mention that I will be only good for a couple of bursts of energy. Let us get real and calm down. I think even if you have an implement spirit-possessed bagua mirror, you may not be his match.”
“That man must be the Blood Wasp Ashuran King. His danger index is at seven. Come on, there are so many other elite fighters here, why should we be the ones to fight?”
“You are right,” said Zhang Ruochen.
It was stupid of him to fight the Blood Wasp Ashuran King alone with his current cultivation base.
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King took a long hard look at Zhang Ruochen. His years of combat experience told him he might have met his match.
He did not attack again but flew toward the swarm of blood wasps.
Among the massive number of blood wasps were six wasp kings, the strength of which rivaled that of the Precept Domain-realm elites.
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King had killed a dozen Precept Domain-realm elites just to nurture these six wasp kings. He had used an ancient Ashuran technique to refine their Saint Souls and Sainthood sources into the body of the blood wasps.
Only six were successful.
Saying that these six wasp kings were a product of the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s blood, sweat, and tears was no exaggeration.
On the other hand, the Fairy of Tianchu, Dizu Prince, and the others were no slouch. They had killed over a hundred blood wasps in a matter of a few breaths.
Six Precept Domain-realm elites were holding back the six wasp kings.
“All of you will pay a heavy price for killing the blood wasps!”
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King strode over and raised his broadsword over his head. A beam of black light appeared on the tip of the sword, a powerful battle aura filling heaven and earth.
He struck the sword sideways, dragging a 300-foot-long Sword Force behind it.
The Fairy of Tianchu and her Four Great Elders cast out The Crimson River Portrait.
The red sun and divine river clashed with the Sword Force.
The impact cut off the divine river and shattered the red sun.
The Sword Force forced the Fairy of Tianchu and her four elders back. They had to use the original energy of the Crimson River Portrait to neutralize the Sword Force.
When they finally got a hold of themselves, it shocked them to see that the Blood Wasp Ashuran King had come in front of the 14th Prince and was striking the sword down at him.
“Watch out, Your Highness!”
Bai Shang from the Nebula Sect was using a broadsword, too. He triggered the inscription of the sword. Performing the full strength of the Seventh Radiance, he took on the Blood Wasp Ashuran King.
As a Precept Domain-realm cultivator, Bai Shang was a top fighter of the Nebula Sect. His mission was to protect the 14th Prince.
Bang!
The first clash forced Bai Shang to fall seventeen steps back, leaving behind seventeen deep footprints in the ground.
The soil here differed from that of the outside world; it could hold an entire lake of divine blood. It needed some seriously powerful force for anyone to leave behind these seventeen pits of footprint in the ground.
Blood spurted out of Bai Shang’s mouth.
He had only taken the blow with his sword, and it had inflicted some serious injury on him.
“Brother Bai Shang!”
Nie Qingli quickly rushed to Bai Shang’s aid. He took out a healing pill and put it into Bai Shang’s mouth.
At this time, the 14th Prince had retreated to beside Nie Qingli and Bai Shang. Taking out the white-jade sacred ship, they jointly injected their Saint Qi into the ship.
The white-jade sacred ship grew to become several hundred feet long, with dense inscriptions appearing on the ship’s surface.
Meanwhile, in another direction, another divine river and a red sun flew out of the Crimson River Portrait. The red sun was even brighter than the last one.
All the elites had gathered around the 14th Prince and the Fairy of Tianchu, yet fear was still written over all their faces.
In contrast, the Blood Wasp Ashuran King looked cool, calm, and collected. His murderous air, battle aura, and blood vibe became even more intense.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s stony expression and felt depressed. “The Blood Wasp Ashuran King has such a powerful murderous air and blood vibe because he has gone through countless brutal battles. In contrast, the 14th Prince and the Fairy of Tianchu are still too immature despite their combat experience.”
“This battle isn’t looking good for us.”
Awesome, the Little Taoist smiled. “Don’t forget that Crone Qushan hasn’t made her move yet. The Blood Wasp Ashuran King may not be her match.”
Crone Qushan did not intervene, her pair of aging eyes glancing at the blood fog behind everyone, as if she was looking out for something.
“Get the array up. Suppress them!”
Elder Lu, the array master of Shiqing Shenzi, was holding a tungsten sacred scepter. He used his powerful spiritual power to control 49 sacred-jade array discs to form an Eight Stratum Array. At ten thousand feet across, the array engulfed all the blood wasps inside it.
Each sacred-jade array disc was an array, a thirty-foot, circular array pattern.
As the array was fully activated, thousands of light beams shot out from the array discs and subdued all the blood wasps and the six wasp kings.
Those cultivators at the scene were overjoyed at seeing this.
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King lost a good part of his combat strength without the blood wasps.
Shiqing Shenzi broke out in triumphant laughter. “You should flee for your dear life if you still have any self-awareness, the Blood Wasp Ashuran King! What makes you think you can fight so many cultivators of ours alone?”
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King looked unperturbed. “That array master has some skill. But it is very naïve of you to think I will lose without the blood wasps.”
“Boast as much as you like. You will not only lose but die here today!” Anger was boiling inside Dizu Prince.
“So who will come to kill me first?” asked the Blood Wasp Ashuran King.
None of the cultivators said a word.
Who wanted to be a vanguard in fighting the Blood Wasp Ashuran King, who could beat a Precept Domain-realm elite fighter with just a blow?
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King would surely thrash those who stuck out their heads first.
But if no one made a move, the situation could change very quickly against them.
“Elder Xian Gongming.” Zhang Ruochen shot Xian Gongming a look.
As if everyone had thought of something, all eyes were on Xian Gongming.
Shiqing Shenzi burst into laughter. “I almost forgot. Xian Gongming used to say that he would be the first to kill the Blood Wasp Ashuran King.”
“I will use the power of the white-jade sacred ship to aid you once you fight, Xian Gongming,” said the 14th Prince.
Xian Gongming glared at Zhang Ruochen, fury filling his eyes.
Running away was impossible; he could only bite the bullet in this situation.
“Listen, all the cultivators from the Dizu Divine Dynasty. We will fight with Xian Gongming, and I don’t believe that the Blood Wasp Ashuran King can beat us all.” Dizu Prince looked frosty.
“I appreciate that, Your Highness.” Xian Gongming breathed a sigh of relief somewhat.
Forces comprised Dizu Prince, Xian Gongming, Eunuch Que, Yue Gongming, and a dozen Saint-level cultivators charged at the Blood Wasp Ashuran King at once.
A light flashed in his eyes as the Blood Wasp Ashuran King faded into a shadow. His movements were so quick that even a Nine-Step Saint King’s eyes could not catch up with him.
“Sword of Slaughter: Spiritdread Draw!”
The broadsword in the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s hand turned from black to blood-red.
Then, a blood-red cloud formed above him as murderous air, blood vibe, and battle aura blended together.
Boom!
The sword came down at once, pressing down on the Xian Gongming’s Seven-Radiance Thousand-Inscription Sacred Artifact-class war hammer, which struck himself on the shoulder.
Unable to withstand the enormous pressure, Xian Gongming’s legs buckled, and he dropped to his knees, which sank deep into the ground.
The Blood Wasp Ashuran Ling immediately followed with a sideway slash, striking the war hammer with sparks bursting out on contact.
The strike severed Xian Gongming’s head from his body, sending it up into the air.
The Blood Wasp Ashuran King again performed a reverse slash and cut the skull, together with the Sea of Qi inside it, in half without even looking at it.
Sword of Slaughter killed a Precept Domain-equivalent cultivator with ease.
Besides his combat strength, the Blood Wasp Ashuran King’s reflexive speed, combat technique, and mastery of timing were top-notch.
He was a god of slaughter by nature born for combat; he was unbeatable.
While all other cultivators were still in their shock, the Blood Wasp Ashuran King struck his sword at Dizu Prince. Each strike of the sword was meant to kill, sparing its opponent no mercy.